Pelt scavenger Monk returns to plague Paladin when Monk inherits 50% of the Barbary Coast's swankest nightclub. Paladin has to Pygmalion the odoriferous Monk just to stay the disco's bouncers from repeatedly flinging buckskin-clad Monk into a nice, cleansing gutter. To hyena-like Monk, the club's peacock-feathered co-owner Augusta is even more attractive than a freshly killed gazelle. Can even Paladin the sophisticate spruce up Monk enough to keep him atop Nob Hill?